"Why not?" Danica asked, just to make conversation. She was now pulling the cover off her bike before rolling it over to her. Getting on, she put her helmet on and then held her hand out for Kara to help her get on. Not that she needed it.
Of course, a crash wouldn't harm them really...there was nothing for them to worry about other than police...
"Perhaps the pancakes you spoke of." She said, shrugging as she revved up her bike. ---
"But the seats are cold." She whined, looking at Chrissy with big eyes. "Please?"
Hell! The seats probably would be cold! Colder than her naked butt had ever felt!